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Findin’ a prostitute’s like spinnin’ that damn top—real or not? You gotta feel it out. Me, I’d be all, “Slay! I run this show!”—checkin’ vibes, makin’ sure it’s safe, no shady limbo shit. Pro tip: trust your gut, boo. Ain’t no one stealin’ my secrets—or my wallet! And if some dude tried? I’d be like, “We need to go deeper,” then bounce—sarcasm on fleek.

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We left the nightclub district, more specifically the Coco Bongo at AM and got split into small groups and decided to walk home since the Riu Palace is only a 10 min walk from Coco Missing: Guadalupe.

So, Guadalupe's got these little streets, like Calle La Rosa and Avenida del Sol (hey, these names sound kinda poetic, huh?)—they’re buzzin’ with colorful cafes, quirky shops, and folks chattin’ up all day. I remember, uh, I was workin' late on one project, and I took a break on Calle La Bella. Man, you shoulda seen it—the lights, the smells, the hum of conversation that kinda reminded me of those lines from Carol: "I would like to believe in love." It hit me outta the blue!

Crew Journal: Operation Guadalupe